A wife and a mom of six boys and one girl, residing in Minnesota. We are a family devoted to following the Lord and seeking and promoting Truth. This is a collection of my mom moments, random thoughts, and fun educational ideas for parents of young kids.

Sunday, January 16, 2011

We got home and into bed late last night. Having been at a friend's house, all the boys crashed there for a bit (except for Sam, who stayed awake the whole time). The babies were wide awake all the way home, but I knew they'd have no issues getting back to sleep once they were in their cribs. We got in around 12:30, and I hurried to put both babies in their cribs and then go to find blankets for the beds of the 3 older boys - because of course, that was the day I had chosen for washing every piece of their bedding. Everyone was settled and asleep by 12:45. Ahhh...bed!

I sleep with the baby monitor on by my nightstand, which isn't really all that necessary anymore, but if one starts to fuss, which is rare, I want to get in there before they disturb their brother. I was awakened slowly around 1:30 and realized that I'd been hearing noise for quite awhile, seeping into my subconscious as my mind waited for the rest of me to wake up. Eventually I realized that the noises were coming from the monitor, and they kind of sounded like fussing, but not quite. I actually sat up in bed and exclaimed about it to Brian, who didn't hear me due to the fact that he was still very sound asleep.

So I went into the nursery, feeling like I was in a dream. It was very surreal. There were both stinkers, standing up in their cribs, Josiah with a dazed look on his face, and Isaac just giggling and giggling. Uncontrollably. At nothing, apparently.

I said something like, "What in the world are you doing awake??!!"

I went and laid Isaac down first, then went to tuck in Josiah, and all the while, Isaac just giggled and giggled. I'm talking loud, full-force giggling!

I had apparently forgotten to turn the lights off when I left their room at 12:30! And just like little birds, they refused to settle down in the brightness.

I have a little boy who gets happier and happier the more tired he becomes!